irene-adler - Hello Poetry

A child sang of timeless stories About a King and his bride in pain His love for her stretched across the seas Yet her wild heart led her astray Time again she faced her end Crying out to her beloved When all was lost and nothing left He returned to keep his promise Beautiful satin gowns for his beautiful faithful Bride A filling feast where all would feast from far and wide A home to keep her safe, with no fear of wicked thieves Who storm and raid and overcame her in her darkest dreams I await the promise of my king whom no words can describe My king will rescue me in stride Just as the serpents head was cut, so will it be for Rome And finally we will win back our home Here I stand, face to face With my mighty King The one for whom I have lived This man he claims to be He tells me that he is he And my heart is rotten and cannot see And what I do, I do not for me But devils in their devilry Who do you think you are? That you would free me from slavery From which I have already been made free You are not what you claim to be You are not what you claim to be The King to lead us in prosperity When the glory days flowed with wine And this Kingdom used to be raised high Mount Zion to shine for all to adore And our enemies would mock us no more No more Our hope is weak, but it still stands But it will not stand for this blasphemous man Who do you think you are? To mock who we know we are The bride for whom our King would die To keep his promise to mankind.

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May 4, 2016

May 4, 2016 at 1:46 PM UTC

irene-adler

The Pharisee

A child sang of timeless stories About a King and his bride in pain His love for her stretched across the seas Yet her wild heart led her astray Time again she faced her end Crying out to her beloved When all was lost and nothing left He returned to keep his promise Beautiful satin gowns for his beautiful faithful Bride A filling feast where all would feast from far and wide A home to keep her safe, with no fear of wicked thieves Who storm and raid and overcame her in her darkest dreams I await the promise of my king whom no words can describe My king will rescue me in stride Just as the serpents head was cut, so will it be for Rome And finally we will win back our home Here I stand, face to face With my mighty King The one for whom I have lived This man he claims to be He tells me that he is he And my heart is rotten and cannot see And what I do, I do not for me But devils in their devilry Who do you think you are? That you would free me from slavery From which I have already been made free You are not what you claim to be You are not what you claim to be The King to lead us in prosperity When the glory days flowed with wine And this Kingdom used to be raised high Mount Zion to shine for all to adore And our enemies would mock us no more No more Our hope is weak, but it still stands But it will not stand for this blasphemous man Who do you think you are? To mock who we know we are The bride for whom our King would die To keep his promise to mankind.

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I can't see the ending My eyes are fading What can wake me from this Nightmare Yeah everyone gets sad sometimes Has some bad nights When you try to talk it out It gets waved off to the shelf Its just a bad dream Every single person has them who sleeps But little do they know, don't they know Most people wake up. And don't mess up what I'm saying, I know its not all the same for every type of pain. But for those with brown flowers in their hair Or a broken soul, stuck in despair Who are stuck in this nightmare You're in too deep You're forgetting you're asleep And these lies and these fears become you're reality Numbing the pain and your mind with seeds The monster who hides underneath Starts to slither and creep to the pillow where you sleep He infects your mind, your thoughts, and your dreams Whispers things in your ears that no girl or boy should believe And you can't wake up, at least not by yourself When the light from the window tries to drag you from this hell But you roll over in your cozy sheets, switch over another rosy cheek. Continue slipping into your own alternate reality. And its hard to admit to the truth, it was all in your head The dreams that haunted you in your bed, you felt dead But you are not alone, whether you're without a home or famous and well-known Whether you still dread going to school or everyone thinks you're cool You are not alone, And you are loved. Don't give up. You scribble notes in the abyss, While others dreams of true loves kiss It goes like this I feel like demons are attacking me Inside out Don't even realize its happening These lies that they feed me That suicide will free me They know that it tempts me Why can't I be happy The world is full of misery Full of pain and children screaming Out for an answer to their unending suffering My time here is only ticking Lets just break the clock Smash it to the ground Stop gasping for air and let myself drown My friends and family say they love me But whats the point of being when I'll never be happy Just give me a sign Tell me to keep going This voice in my heart This wind that keeps rushing I think I know who you are This voice in my heart Keeps saying you love me And to keep holding on Theres something greater you have for me thats worth all this suffering You say I know what its like to hurt and to bleed Believe me I know But I also know and speak victory Over you and these lies that you're living in I've broken the chains and the door to this prison So stop living in sin, addiction, know that I'm in to the end On the cross, I hung broken. I know what you're thinking… What do you have to do with me? What can you tell me that's worth still living The words "I don't care" have been put on repeat I've heard it before, from when I screamed in my sleep Just trust me. You CAN be free. But it takes time. Just find that reason. If you're willing to listen I'll tell you mine. Jesus Christ. He's not some made up nursery rhyme for the weak mind. He is my saviour, comforter, empowering source of life. God, the creator, might sound a bit far But He wants to come down to where you are and show you his scars. He wants to find pleasure in you and you to find pleasure in Him. Its a relationship, thats all it is. The hole in your heart you try to fill with alcohol Drugs, *** and success But its his presence in your life that will save you from death. It took me a lot of strength Aguing and self-hate But when I let down my walls of my shame Got down on my face and prayed I found that grace. At first I didn't want it, I felt like a fraud But if you don't do it for yourself, do it for God Because if you follow through with your thoughts Out of every single person, He'd be the most distraught. That's all I have to say You can take this poem and be on your way. I just challenge you with this. Before you take your life away Promise me this You'll get down on your knees and pray And listen to what the God who created you has to say.

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Apr 5, 2016

Apr 5, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC

irene-adler

Nightmare

I can't see the ending My eyes are fading What can wake me from this Nightmare Yeah everyone gets sad sometimes Has some bad nights When you try to talk it out It gets waved off to the shelf Its just a bad dream Every single person has them who sleeps But little do they know, don't they know Most people wake up. And don't mess up what I'm saying, I know its not all the same for every type of pain. But for those with brown flowers in their hair Or a broken soul, stuck in despair Who are stuck in this nightmare You're in too deep You're forgetting you're asleep And these lies and these fears become you're reality Numbing the pain and your mind with seeds The monster who hides underneath Starts to slither and creep to the pillow where you sleep He infects your mind, your thoughts, and your dreams Whispers things in your ears that no girl or boy should believe And you can't wake up, at least not by yourself When the light from the window tries to drag you from this hell But you roll over in your cozy sheets, switch over another rosy cheek. Continue slipping into your own alternate reality. And its hard to admit to the truth, it was all in your head The dreams that haunted you in your bed, you felt dead But you are not alone, whether you're without a home or famous and well-known Whether you still dread going to school or everyone thinks you're cool You are not alone, And you are loved. Don't give up. You scribble notes in the abyss, While others dreams of true loves kiss It goes like this I feel like demons are attacking me Inside out Don't even realize its happening These lies that they feed me That suicide will free me They know that it tempts me Why can't I be happy The world is full of misery Full of pain and children screaming Out for an answer to their unending suffering My time here is only ticking Lets just break the clock Smash it to the ground Stop gasping for air and let myself drown My friends and family say they love me But whats the point of being when I'll never be happy Just give me a sign Tell me to keep going This voice in my heart This wind that keeps rushing I think I know who you are This voice in my heart Keeps saying you love me And to keep holding on Theres something greater you have for me thats worth all this suffering You say I know what its like to hurt and to bleed Believe me I know But I also know and speak victory Over you and these lies that you're living in I've broken the chains and the door to this prison So stop living in sin, addiction, know that I'm in to the end On the cross, I hung broken. I know what you're thinking… What do you have to do with me? What can you tell me that's worth still living The words "I don't care" have been put on repeat I've heard it before, from when I screamed in my sleep Just trust me. You CAN be free. But it takes time. Just find that reason. If you're willing to listen I'll tell you mine. Jesus Christ. He's not some made up nursery rhyme for the weak mind. He is my saviour, comforter, empowering source of life. God, the creator, might sound a bit far But He wants to come down to where you are and show you his scars. He wants to find pleasure in you and you to find pleasure in Him. Its a relationship, thats all it is. The hole in your heart you try to fill with alcohol Drugs, *** and success But its his presence in your life that will save you from death. It took me a lot of strength Aguing and self-hate But when I let down my walls of my shame Got down on my face and prayed I found that grace. At first I didn't want it, I felt like a fraud But if you don't do it for yourself, do it for God Because if you follow through with your thoughts Out of every single person, He'd be the most distraught. That's all I have to say You can take this poem and be on your way. I just challenge you with this. Before you take your life away Promise me this You'll get down on your knees and pray And listen to what the God who created you has to say.

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Fighting for a breath Water closing above my head Striving against the currant My heart is getting hardened Should I board a boat and sell my soul Drown dreams and fish for hollow goals Fight to breathe or give up trying To breathe an air that's satisfying Fishing may be what most people do But I'd rather be the fish struggling through

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Apr 5, 2016

Apr 5, 2016 at 12:51 AM UTC

irene-adler

Fishing

Fighting for a breath Water closing above my head Striving against the currant My heart is getting hardened Should I board a boat and sell my soul Drown dreams and fish for hollow goals Fight to breathe or give up trying To breathe an air that's satisfying Fishing may be what most people do But I'd rather be the fish struggling through

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I've watched you take what's mine and claim it as your own You've poisoned my people and desolated my home You're a disillusioned blind leading a flock of blind sheep You've turned your back on me, you say you're your own king You've forgotten that I've given you this land long ago, To look after my people and harvest what I've sowed You've grown into weeds, casted in the net You'll be gathered into bundles and burned in the furnace I, your father, who made you My blood I share is yours I sent my brothers to save you But you ****** them in the courts Their righteous blood is now upon you You killed them with yours swords What now am I to say to you In this never-ending war You are my children My own flesh and bone Oh how I've longed for you To return your home While you killed those I've sent To help you from your suffering My heart was to gather you Like birds under my wing No matter how my heart has yearned You remained unwilling Look, your house is desolate Your time here is withering One day again, you'll see me The day I hear you say "Blessed are those who come in your name"

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Feb 6, 2014

Feb 6, 2014 at 3:18 AM UTC

irene-adler

The Prophets

I've watched you take what's mine and claim it as your own You've poisoned my people and desolated my home You're a disillusioned blind leading a flock of blind sheep You've turned your back on me, you say you're your own king You've forgotten that I've given you this land long ago, To look after my people and harvest what I've sowed You've grown into weeds, casted in the net You'll be gathered into bundles and burned in the furnace I, your father, who made you My blood I share is yours I sent my brothers to save you But you ****** them in the courts Their righteous blood is now upon you You killed them with yours swords What now am I to say to you In this never-ending war You are my children My own flesh and bone Oh how I've longed for you To return your home While you killed those I've sent To help you from your suffering My heart was to gather you Like birds under my wing No matter how my heart has yearned You remained unwilling Look, your house is desolate Your time here is withering One day again, you'll see me The day I hear you say "Blessed are those who come in your name"

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